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VOLUME VIII. BRADFOBD, VERMONT, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 27, 1874.
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Under the warmeat of buffalo-robes,
Muffled and tncked in the thickest of shags,
. jjr&wn oy me noeteat of livery nay, : .,
, , Iandmylov wont a-alelyhlng. ,.
Glitters the bine sky with golden star-globe .
. Qleama tb whit earth with it maritl of
anow 1 1 H i .. . i j 4
. Crlnply the frosty track craunob'es below i
I and my love are a-aleigblug. .. i.". ) -
Hurry tbo haiisos and hurry tb tree ...
Hide we no fleet and ride We aO fasi i.
Swiftly fly tbo foncos and lanea we go past )
' I and my love are a-alelgliing. ' .. .
I and my love are alone hi the world ; I
Silence aud anow bury, all from my sights
Clutters tbo Ice track and stream the moon
light :
I and my love are a-tlolglung, j '
Intt the atraosnhore fastor we whirl, i
Trembles my darling in keenest of breeze f
Trios she tbo reins from my strong bands to
suizo t ' ' .'. .
I and my love are a-sleigbing. -. ; 1
No I she is smiling with happiest look. .
" Frigbtoncd, doar ? no yoa fan drive, I
know well.
Harkon bow worry there ring , the sleigh
bell!" ...., . r j
I and rriy love are a-slolghlng. ' ' .
Buddcn the long road a shorter curve took ; '
I'luugod In the snow is my trustfulost
maidon ; '
Off is the sleigh with the buffalo laden i .
I and my love went a-sleighiug.
LEONE'S BOMANCE.
" Mark my words, Leone, your beau
ideal you'll never find ; your estimate
of men is too high."
"No, Arthur, it is but a great esti
mate, and you have no right to' judge
me harshly, because I would not throw
my life away upon some society man of
to-day. J am young yet, but twenty,
you know, and there is time enough
yet." , .,
"Yes, time enough, Leone; but I
agree with Arthur that you have too
high a standard of manhood, a roman
tic school girl admiration of qualities
that few, if any men, possess. i
" Complimentary, very, to your hus
band; bnt I wish for my husband
strength either of soul or body, mind
far above the average, and determina
tion and purpose sufficient to rise him
from thelevel of the human herd ; mark
mo, if I never find snoh a one, I will
ever remain jjeono xiigutioot, au out
maid fond of tea, cats ond gossip; but
I see Charles has brought my horse
around, so au rcvoir." , j
The speaker was ft woman of twenty,
queenly in form, and whose face, though
possessing character beyond her years
stamped thereon, was radiant with love
liness. , . ,
Robed in a dark -blue riding habit,
which clung gracefully around her su
perb form, and the face half shaded by
the drooping plumes falling from her
jaunty cap, Leone Lightfoot was in
deed what sho appeared a surpassing
lovely woman; one who had visitors by
the score, for she was rich as well as
accomplished and beautiful.
Three years before she had' been left,
by the death of her parents, under the
guardianship of her brother, some ten
years her senior, and at his elegant
country seat in New York State she had
lived, the idol of society and the pet
of Arthur Lightfoot and his pretty but
weak little wife.
Between the three, Arthur Lightfoot,
Leone and Mrs. Lightfoot. was the con
versation held that opens this story, and
the oauRe thereof waejthe refusal by
Leone of the heart, hand and fortune of
a worthy bachelor neighbor.
"She is incorrigible ; the old judge
would have made her a good husband,"
said Arthur Lightfoot to his w,ife, after
they had seen Leone mount and dash
sway at full , speed down the grand
avenue.'.'i "
" Yes, ' she'll ' never marry, I fear,"
sighed Mrs. Lightfoot, who always
echoed the sentiment of her husband.
In the meantime, -Leone rode on at a
paoa that chimed in with her humor,
and an elegant horsewoman, fsho held
her steed well in rein, and enjoyed the
springing,fleet motion as mile after mile
was cast behind. ' .
But suddenly her horse shied vio
lently and gave a tremendous leap, al
most unseating his fair rider, who, re
covering herself qusckly, spoke sooth
ingly to the frightened animal, and
glanced, baokward to note the object
that had so startled him.
The color fled from her face as her
eyes fell upon the form of a man lying
by the roadside, and apparently lifeless;
but nerving herself by a hard-drawn
sigh, the brave girl sprang to the ground
and approached the spot, glancing in
tently down into the pale, upturned face.
The features were molded with re
markable regularity, the partly opened
month displayed even white teeth, and
the dark brown hair and mustache pre
sented a marked contrast to the (white
. face, from which every tinge of color
had faded. Dressed in a light summer
Buit, Leone even then discovered that
it was well and stylishly made, while
the) gauntlet gloves and . riding whip
proved that the stranger had been on
horseback. - i
" He has been thrown, doubtless, but
God grant he is not dead I" exclaimed
the maiden as she knelt beside the
prostrate form, and drew aside the coat
to place her hand upon his heart. ;
-: With a cry of terror she sprang to her
feet, her hand, stained with blood, for
from bis side a small stream welled up
sIowly.; v, . .. ., ...
. "He is dead, and has been murdered
"No7;-' "" '-
"It was almost a. whisper, and the
heavy lids raised from the dark eyee-i-eys
filled with anguish. but yet strange
ly dark and fasinating. . . f
"Thank God, there is yet hope; be
quiet, sir, I implore rou, and I will aid
you all in my power," exclaimed Leone,
and drawing her habit around her, she
ran rapidly a few paces down the road
to where it was crossed by a small
stream, and saturatng her handkerchief
returned, and without hesitation drew
aside the clothing and placed it upon
th WuUud a small bullet wound in the
left side over the heart.
" Xou must keep perfectly quiet, and
T imtn iivlii Hlnm " aha n i ,1 anrt1
hardly knowing whether she was heard
or not, and then1 in an instant she was
in her saddle, dashing at her utmost
speed towards the nearest farm-house.
Dashing like the wind up to the
door, and startling auiet Farmer Jes-
up and his family nearly out of their
wits. ' Leone) oried : . ,
"Mr. Jesshp, let your son ride at
onoe to Dr. Wells, and tell hint a gen
tleman lies dangerously .hurt .on the'
road near Hillside Spring; tell him to
oome there at once, and you, Mr. Jea
sun. nlease coma on with vonr narriaira.
and bring all that you think necessary."
EiYerr one in. me country Knew ana
lovea Leon) Lightfoot, and rapidly her
arderrtm obeyed r observing which,
ne wueeiea ner loaming iiorse, ana
again sped away on her return to the
wounded stranger,
There lie lay just as she bad loft him.
bnt groaning sliRhtly, and each instant
dampening the blood-stained handker
chief ; the girl awaited the coming of
the surgeon.
Would they never come? she
thought ; but at length.when ft seemed
hours instead of minutes, the sound of
wheels broke on her ear. and tbo next
instant the surgeon drove up at a rapid
pace. i
xou are a noble woman. Miss
Lightfoot, and if this man lives he owes
it to you. said the good old
as he approached and knelt boside the
prostrate form.
" Hut will he live, doctor r
For some minutes no reply was given
by the man of scienoe, who carefully
probed and examined the wound, but
then he said slowly
It is a serious injury ha I hero 1
have the ball ; yes, I hope he will live ;
and Vt. Wells took from the wound a
small bullet, while he continued
Mow he needs the most careful
nursing,
He shall have it. Thank (tod, here
oomes Mr. jessup, and immediately
after the carriage drove up, and telling
the dootor to" oome on with the wound'
ed stranger to her brother's house.
Leone again mounted her horse and
rode on to have all in readiness for his
arrival.
It was a week before the stranger was
sufficiently recovered to tell his story
regarding t ho wound that had so nearly
proved fatal to him, and then by care
ml nursing, he informed Leone, who
bad been untiring in her devoted care
of him, that his name was Clarence
Ainslie was an Englishman, who
nearly a year before had oome to Amer
ica, and,' purchasing a few acres of land
in the West, made it his home,
He also stated that business had
called him to New York, and that while
enjoying a horseback ride he had been
suddenly fired upon, was thrown to the
ground, and had an indistinct remem
brance that some one was robbing him.
for his watch, pooket-book and all the
valuables he had about him were gone,
That Clarenoe Ainslie was no ordi
narj man, Leone Lightfoot knew when
she saw him lying by the roadside, but
that he would ever possess the power to
control her life she had not believed,
But so it was, for each day proved to
her that she had met her beau ideal;
and yet was he for her ? Might he not
already have loved? Might he not al
ready have married 7
The thought chilled her very heart.
And yet when she saw the darK, lasci'
nating eyes turned upon her with adml
ration, ..and read or hoped she did
therein a deeper, holier feeling, Leone
felt happy, and ' begged to be a very
slave and become a mere automaton to
the caprice of Clarense Ainslie,
Now Arthur Lightfoot and his pretty
wife looked upon the matter in a diner
ent light, for, though hospitable in the
extreme to the stranger guest, they
loo&ea upon mm bb a poor rjngusn emi
grant, a petty Western farmer, and did
not like the idea that he should control
the heart of Jieone, for they were
not blind to her devotion to the wound'
ed man.
Still they could not but admire the
courteous manner of their stranger
truest, when after six weeks he suffi
ciently recovered to join them in the
parlor and at dinner.
That he had been reared a gentleman
was evident, and that he had traveled
and seen something of the world was
also evident, as was also that Mr. and
Mrs. liightfoot had never seen a hand'
somer man, they were ready to admit ;
but that Leone, the belle, the heiress,
the most lovely woman of the day.
should marry an unknown and poor
jungiisnman ban I the idea, even, was
ridiculous I , i .
When the trunk of Clarence Ainslie
arrived for he had sent for it as soon
as he was able to speak Mrs. Light
foot paced around it for half an hour in
the vain endeavor to find something
plebeian about it ; but the trunk was a
good one, iingusn make, and bore on
it simply the letters, " O. A., Eng
land." ' With 4 disappointed look the inqnisi
tive little woman ordered it sent to the
sick man's room, and sought her chamber.-
1
"Arthur, Leone really loves that
wounded man, aud what will become of
it aiir ;-: 2
" It is Leone's romance, little wife ;
she will recover from it ; a few tears at
parting, hard riding for her poor horse,
a few sentimental songs, and all will
be over."
" But. Arthur, suppose it should not
be ; tuppose he should love her ; for
you know he's poor and she'a rich
w.hat then K
Well, be cannot have her. that s
alL" And Arthur Lightfoot went out
lor a drive.
At length the hoar came for Clarenoe
Ainslie to depart, fer no longer could
he impose upon the kindness of his
host and hostess; and determined to
leave that 'evening, -he asked to see
Leone alone. s :
With pale face but quiet manner the
young girl entered the room, and step
ping forward . Clarenoe Ainslie said,
feelingly :
- " Miss Lightfoot, no longer can I im
pose upon your kindness, and to-night
I leave you. Shall it be forever?"
- No answer came, and the Englishman
continued
' "To you I owe my life, and to you I
would dedicate the years that yet re
main. I am twknowa to yoa stran-
ger in strange land and yoa havebut
my word for it that I offer yon a love
that never was offered to woman before,
a hand and heart that has never sinned
intentionally against a fellow-being,
Will vmi liuunt wha. T h a in nn.
"Twill."
" You will trust me; take me as I am,
ana Deoome my wuer '
"I will."
, No other word was spoken, but their
neons were perieotly happy.
Of course, Arthur Lightfoot and his
wife objected and decidedly refused.
but Leone was determined. It was no
romance with her. and when she flatly
enee without their oonf ent, they made
a virtue of a necessity and gave it, oon-
ioia mem mas ne wouia marry Ular-
soling themselves with the thought that,
after all. he beinar a stranirer and a
poor man were really the only faults
mat tney couia ana in him.
At the request of the parties most in.
terested it was a quiet wedding, just six
months after the meeting of the lovers,
and Dr. Wells and Farmer Jessup's
family were only invited, and to this
day the good old lady has not ceased
to gossip about the magnificent trous
seau the bride had, and the quiet hap
piness that shone in the eyes of the
young couple.
It had been decided that the bridal
tour should be to Europe, as Clarence
Ainslie said that business would call
him there soon ; and Mr. and Mrs.
Lightfoot had been persuaded to no
company them ; so tne day after the
wedding the steamer bore a very hanpv
quartette from our shores. ;
Arriving safely in England, a few
days were passed quietly at the hotel,
and then, by an invitation from Clar
ence Ainslie, the party started out to
visit the spot where he passed his boy
hood's days.
Through meadow lands and lovelv
country the carriage drove, until sud
denly Clarence, who was driving,
wheeled into a grand gateway leading
to the superb country seat of some man
of wealth. ,
A few moments more, and the car
riage drew up before the marble steps
of an elegant mansion one of those old
rambling structures found in England
and springing lightly to the ground,
the Englishman Baid, while a merry
light twinkled in his eyes:
" Leone, I weloomeyou to your home.
Mr. and Mrs. Lightfoot, Lord Clarence
Ainslie begs that you will accept the
hospitality of Ainslie Castle. '
Tears ailed the beautiful eves of
Leone. Arthur Lightfoot's cheeks col
ored, but he was silent, while, after a
second's hesitation, his wife exolaimed:
" Clarence Ainslie. you are a cheat.
Why, I thought you were a Western
farmer
' That was all the land I owned in
America. I purchased it and built 6
shooting-box thereon, because I was
fond of your Western sport, and in
Amorioa I was simply Mr. Ainslie ; but
here 1 am liord Clarenoe of Ainslie Cas
tle. Am 1 forgiven ? "
Reader, we all have too much human
nature now a days to for a moment sup
pose the deception practiced was not
pardoned by one and all ; in fact, Mrs.
Lightfoot says she likes to be deoeived,
and in this case Arthur echoes the
opinion of his wife.
" A Perfect Angel."
A young man who was luoky enough
to clean up in Ophir. Consolidated Vir
ginia, and other stocks, the snug little
sum or JfJU.UUO, with whioh he hasten
ed home to his native Bnckeve State.
writes to a friend in this citv tb say that
fortune still smiles upon him. ite has
achieved a handsome young bride, and
with her a farm of 300 acres, not two
miles from his own old roof-tree. His
bride is the only daughter of a rioh old
granger an oily man of the sod, worth
bushels of money. As our young friend
went home " well heeled, and. more
over, is as fine a lad as ever stepped
into snoe leatner, tnere was, oi oourse,
no "cruel parient to distract the
course of true love in this instance
everything was lovely with the old mat,
Our ohild of fortune sends a funnv ac
count of his interview with the old gent
when he came to ask the hand of - his
daughter in marriage. When the words
were spoken the affair progressed as
follows :
Farmer Hodge Take'r. my boy-
take'r. She'll make you a good wife
but you know that. You'll find that
lower medder 11 cut three and a half
tons to the acre year with year. The
old orchard don t bear as it used to do.
but the new one is in full bearing. The
fences are all in good-
Young Washoe I shall never cease to
love and cherish your daugh
Farmer Hodge Fences all in snlen
did order all around the form, and I be
lieve there is not a more convenient
barn in the
Young Washoe And I believe she
loves me. God bless her I as she loved
her
Farmer Hodce The ten now, tha
eight calves, and the ,
Young Washoe If she is not madi
the happiest wife in all the State of
Farmer Hodge Will all have calves
in the spring, and the 150 sheep you
win una
Young Washoe She is a perfect an'
gel.
jfarmer juodge uc tne best breed.
xoung Washoe That ever lived.
Farmer Hodire And will shear more
wool .
Young Washoe Say no more ; say no
more. (And here Farmer Hodges and
Young Washoe rushed into each other's
arms and embraced for the space of five
minutes.
Tsb Difference. When the first
Continental Congress was i session,
JJelegate llamaon, of - Virginia, desir
ing "to take something." went with a
friend to a certain plaoe here supplies
were lurnisnea uongress, ana ordered
two glasses of brandy and water. The
man in charge hesitated, and replied
that liquors were not included in the
supplies furnished Congressmen.
Why." said Harrison. " what is it.
then, that I see the New England mem
bers come here and drink ?" Molasses
and water, , whioh they have . oharged
as ttationr.ry," was the reply. "Then
give me the brandy and water,"
aid Harrison, " and charge it ujutlr'
A Letter of Carljle'i on Capital aid
Labor.
The following unpublished letter
from Mr. Carlyle to Sir J. Whitwortb,
regarding the announcement made
some months ago ot the. latter', inten
tion to supplement the savings of his
work people oya oonus upon toem,
was read by the Hon. and ltev. W. H.
Lytteltou. at a meeting of the bfojir
bridire School of Art !
" I have heard of your oft'eron behalf
of the thrifty work people of JJarloy,
ana oi tne tnaniuui acceptance oi it by
the district authorities of the place. I
oannot resist the highly unwonted de-
sire'thathas risen io.me to say that I
highly approve and applaud the ideas
you have on the subject, and to declare
in words that in my opinion nothing
wiser, more benefloient, or worthy of
juur umiiiuguiBueu pmco us a muster oi
workers has oome before me for many a
jrenr. uuuiu to iieu veil tnnt au or
many of the captains of . industry in
England had a soul in them snoh as
yours, and could do as you have done,
or oouia suit lurther co-operate with
you in works and plans to the like
effect. The look' of England is to me
at this moment abundantly ominous,
The question of capital and labor grow
ing ever more anarchic insoluble alto
gether by the notions hitherto applied
to it, is pretty certain to issue in petro
leum one day, unless some other gos
pel man that of the 'Dismal Science
come to illuminate it. Two things are
pretty sure to me. The first is. that
oapital and labor never oan or will agree
togetker, till they both first of all de
cide on doing their work faithfully
tnrousnout. ana like men ot conscience
and honor, whose highest aim is to bo-
nave like faithful citizens of this uni
verse, and obey the eternal command
ment of the Almighty God, who made
tnem. me second thine is. that a sad'
der object than either that of the coal
strike, or any conceivable strike, is the
fact that, loosely speaking, all England
uus aeciaea tnat tne pron tamest way is
to do its work ill, slimly, swiftly, and
uieuuuuiouHiv. wnat a contrast oe-1
tween now and, say, only a hundred
years ago I At thai latter date, or still
more conspicuously for ages before that,
all England awoke to its work with an
invocation to the Eternal Maker to
bless them in their day's labor, and
help them to do it well Now, all Eng
land, shopkeepers, workmen, all man
ner of competing laborers awaken, aa
u wim an unspoken, but heartfelt
prayer to Beelzebub : " Oh. help us.
thou great lord of shoddv. adulteration.
and malfeasance, to do onr work with a
maximum of slimness, swiftness, profit,
ana mendacity, lor the JJevil s sake,
Amen!"'
Routine of the Sick Room.
An invalid has neoessarily but few re
sources of amusement, as great care is
neoessary lest the fevtr-exoited brain
be overtaxed. There can be no danger
irom any desired amount of reading or
writing that does not induce a hot head
and cold extremities ; but should these
results follow, other employments that
are ies taxing to tne Drain must be
sought. Perhaps one reason why read
ing is so often deprecated for invalids
is that it is badly chosen. To offer
whisky to a drunken man is no more in
judicious than to give exciting books of
fiction to an invalid, though books that
auow oi a gentle play of the imagina
tion are desirable, as they serve the
more fully to divert the thoughts from
mamauai sunerings. Deoided em
ployment of some trifline nature is even
more benefioial than books and papers,
however. Carving in soft woods has
been found to be a delightful and harm
less employment. .. So has drawing with
pencils, crayons, or pen and ink, and
painting, either in water or in oils, is
not to be denied to those who are able
to spend a part of the day in a chair.
e anoy work wmoh does not involve a
laborious counting of stitches, and is
not so fine as to be trying to the eyes,
is oiten a souroe of amusement, par-
i: i i i i .... i . v . ,
uuuinnv jjiaiii KDiwing uuu orotoiieuug,
Then there are many species of orna
mental work , which afford unlimited
amusement, such as making wax flow
ers, cutting papers into fanciful shapes,
Eaper-dons, and dolls furniture of card'
oard, cutting pasteboard transparen
oies, deoalcomame. cuttine Dictnres
from illustrated oaners and pasting
tnem on leaves of linen, to be bound
for an indestructible child's book, and
winding worsted into soft fuzzy playing
Dans tor toddling balms oi two years
old and under, have each been success
fully resorted to by invalids, who,
though forced to be ill, were determined
to save themselves from the gloomy
fancies which, without snoh employ
ments, trifling as they seem, would be
almost inevitable.
The Philadelphia Female.
Mrs. Burnham. in the Republican, of
ot. Liouis, has the loiiowmg pleasant
satire on the unoomfortable cleanliness
of the Philadelphians: It makes no
difference with the Philadelphia female
about the weather, one breakB the ice
in her pail and goes cheerfully to work
glazing those immaculate steps, while
the winds houl round her and the mer
cury sroes down to unheard-of deDths.
Bless her I she slides off the stoop, she
skates on her ear into the gutter, and is
rescued by some of the occupants who
are not scrubbing. Nobody can hold
their perpendicular one instant upon
the scene of her exploits, and she looks
with pleasnre on the downfall of the
Yorker. The native is all the while in
venting something to circumvent the
scrubbers. The latest kink is an article
called Creepers, a little horse-shoe
shaped thing, with sharp, short spikes,
that sorews on to- boot-heels. The
PhUodelrjhia' man ' wears the nrnennni
and the Philadelphia woman is in a
ceaseless stew lent he forget to take 'em
off on the steps and go prodding around
on her carpets.
pets. Therefore the instant
the windows are properly glozed and
the stoop iced, she sit in the hall to
watch for the creepers a xterfeotl
harmlas life, bat one destitute of at-
traction to an ease-loving, scrub-hating
w uu.wi nag
When sleighing is 810 an honf. it is
best to obey the scriptural iniunotion
and sleigh not at all.
IV Whisky War.
Iajoldent and Triumphs ot th Craaad
It I carried on la Ohio.
The whisky war in Ohio continues
with unabated vigor, and fresh move
ments are being inaugurated through
out the State. The Cincinnati Com
mercial relates a description given by
a reiugoe, wno n.n arrived in that city
from MoArthur, Vinton Co., Ohio,
where he had a sort of dob-room where
a game of cards could be played and a
drink of whisky taken.' He was driven
out by the woman's war against whisky
and cards. He said : "They climbed
up to my piaee a week ago last i'rlday
night, fifty-four of them, young and
old, rioh and poor, some in rags and
some in fine harness. Each of the flftv.
four women camn ud nersnnnllv mul
spose to me, ana nopea l a get a now
soul. Of course I had to treat 'em po-
uteiy. xnere was omy one lamp burn-
ing in the room when they came in, so
I lit another for them, to mnkn it
lighter. Then they took, out their
hymn books and nil began to sing to-
gether. One or two of 'em led, and
the rest joined in. After they had
sung fifteen minutes or so they all got
down on their knees and prayed. There
was one woman there who could rjrav
loud enough to bo heard all over the
village, whioh has only eight hundred
inhabitants. A woman would pray and
the rest would join in with an a-a-men
a long and loud one. One of the
women that prayed was seventy years
old. She prayed so long and strong
that she got herself all of a tremble,
and had to be lifted to her feet and
carried down stairs. One time they
called all got down on the outside, and
sang and prayed."
iteporter Xou closed up, finally.
Mr. G. There was nothinir else to
do when they were carrying en that
way. They closed everything in the
village down to an oyster saloon, where
the folks were in the' habit of playing a
game oi oaras to see wno a pay lor tli
stews, a plaoe whore there wasn't i
urop oi nunor boio,
Beporter Howdothev treat a fellow
in their prayers ?
Mr. G. They are very kind in their
prayers ar, nrst. xney pray for a fel
low s soul, and then stick a petition
before him. If he don't sign to auit.
they pray for lightning to strike his
snop.
A correspondent describes a speech
oi van i-eit, delivered in front of
saloon in Morrow, Ohio. He savs
Van Pelt launohed into the most un
reportable speech I have listened to for
some time. He told of the evils he bad
witnessed in the saloon business, the
ruined men he had known, and the
misery it caused, then gave a comically
unphilosophioal explanation of 'Why
the creat God nut the stimulant into
the corn, if he didn t want men to use
it,' stating that peaches contained
arsenic enough to kill meu. ' but it is
no sound reason why man, because God
put brains into his lisad that he could
do it, should distil this arsenio out to
kill the human nation off the faoe of the
earth.'"
In a subsequent speech Van Pelt
made one astonishing statement : That
the liquor dealers in Cincinnati hod
offered to supply him with liauors free
of cost for one year if he would hold
out.
A correspondent from Shelbwille.
Ind., says : On Wednesday, at the
saloon of George Deprez, while the
large number of women were engaged
in prayer and singing, a noval and pe
'uhnr emotional incident occurred,
Mr.
Deprez had, as has been his custom up
on every oooasion exoept the first visit
of his lady friends, politely opened the
door of his establishment and welcomed
in the crusaders. There was the cus
tomary singing of hymns, sucoeeded
oy irequent prayers, in tne interim
between these one of the ladies address
ed the remark, kindly, to the proprie
tor. " Mr. Deorez. von are too intelli
gent a man and too much of a gentleman
not to acknowledge that selling liquor
is a great wrong r Mr. ueprez made
answer by savins. unexDectedlv :
" Madame, I do not lay much claim
to Demg a gentleman so long as l am
engaged in this business ; and if I
should be the very first to auit it to
Oblige the ladies of Shelbyville, it
woman t surprise me.
This was gratefully accepted by the
pray en m people as a great and prom'
ising concession on the part of Deprez,
While these interesting matters were
transpiring in Deprez's saloon there
were present two deeply attentive spec
tators leaning against the tall bar in the
rear of the room. These men. James
Thomas and one Lacy, were moved by
the spectacle of the pleading women to
ask for their prayers, and they were
given with deepest pathos and sympa
thetic eloquenoe. Thomas and Lacy
knelt during these solemn soenes, and
when they were concluded these men
were overoome with remorse. Jim
Thomas came forward to say, in grief
heavy words. " I am not sure all of you
know me, thongh some of you possibly
may."
To this several responded. "We
know yon, Mr. Thomas, and our sorrow
is all the keener."
Well, then," he went on to say.
you remember me when I was a pros
perous and well-to-do merchant in your
midst, living happily with a dear fam
ily in my own pleasant heme. And now
you look npon the wreok that I am
another warning against intemperance.
My family were compelled to fly from
me, and are broken and scattered my
children, God knows where I All my
property has gone. - I am in poverty, in
disgrace, and a confirmed drunkard.
Oh, ladies, I hope you will all pray for
me, and close np these gaping tempta
tions these hundreds and thousands
of saloons I"
So wholly had Thomas yielded to his
enslaving vioe that, when moneyless,
this onoe respectable dry goods mer
chant had recently even cleaned the
filthy saloon spittoons and swept the
M . .. - i . l i i n-.
uwn iii unier to vouun nis groer. X li-
teen years ago he was estimated to be
worth 130,000 to $40,000. The- story of
Lacy was also detailed, and in its gen
eral scope' was -similar to that of poor
Jim Thomas. When this wh'ky saloon
prayer-meeting concluded ad the wo-
men warriors against King Aloohol
withdrew, there .were few dry eyes
uiuug oruauuors or loungers.
Proof of the World's Age.
Kent's Cavern, at Torquay, is said to
furnish proofs that this globe is, at
least, OOO.aoO years old. At any rate, it
gives indications of an immense an
tiquity. The upper stalagmitio floor
divides the relies of the last two or three
thousand years from a deposit full of
the bones of extinot mammali, many of
whioh indioate an arotio olimate. The
varying thicknesses of the stalagmitio
floor, from 16 inches to 5 five feet and
upward, oloaely'correspond to the pres
ent amount of drip in various parts of
tne cave, so mat the cave itself, with its
various fissures and crevices, does not
appear to have been materially altered
since the stalagmitio was deposited.
But names cut into this stalagmitio
more than two centuries ago. are still
legible, showing that, in a spot where
the drip is now verr nnnions.nnd where
the stalagmite is 12 feet thiok, not more
than about one-eighth of an inch, or say
one-hundredth of a foot, has been de
posited in that length of time (British
Association Report, 18C9, p. 130). This
gives a foot in 20,000 years, or 5 feot in
100,000 ; and there is no roason what
ever to consider this to be too high an
estimate. This older stalagmite is very
thiok and is muoh more crystalline than
the upper one, so that it was probably
formed at a slower rate. Yet below
this again, in a solid breooia, very dif
ferent from the cave earth, undoubted
works of art have been found. A fair
estimate will therefore give us, say,
100,000 years for the upper stalagmite.
and about 250,000 for the deeper layer
of muoh greater thickness, and of more
crystalline texture. But between these
we have a deposit of cave-earth which
implies a different set of physical con
ditions and an alteration in the geogra
phv of the surrounding country. V
have no means of measuring the period
during whioh this continued to be
formed, but it was probably very great
and there was certainly some great
change in physioal conditions during
tne deposit oi the lower stalagmite, be
cause the fauna of the county under
went a striking ohange in the interval.
If we add 150,000 years for this period,
we arrive at the sum of half a million.
as representing the years that have
probably elapsed sinoe flints of human
workmanship were buried in the lowest
deposits of Jient s Cavern.
A Good Hit,
Many of our readers will remember
the exciting controversy whioh arose,
in 1815, between the governments of
the United States and Great Britain,
concerning the boundary line between
Oregon and (he British territory. The
States claimed up to 51 deg. 40 min
north latitude, while England would
draw the line at 42 deg. The cry of
the hot-headed ones at Washington was
J) if ty-fonr-forty, or light I Wise
counsels, however, at length prevailed,
The British Government, in 1816, pro
poBed the parallel of 49 deg., which was
finally aooepted.
While the controversy was yet warm,
the British Minister, Mr. Paokenham,
was one ilav walking un to the Capitol.
and not far behind him was Mr. o
a Member of Congress from the West.
. though a gentleman and a most
genial companion, was one of the belli
cose members. With him it was "Fifty-four-forty,
or fight I" and nothing else.
When near the Capitol a drunken
man intercepted the Minister, and ac
costed him :
" Sav. old fellow, you are that British
Paokenham, ain't you? Yes I know
ve be. Now look here, my old stump,
just you bear in mind 'at you don't get
one inch of territory below flf ty-four-
forty. It's fight every time beyond
that I"
Mr. S came up, and nodded pleas
antly to the Minister.
' xou will exouse tnat man," ne said.
"He is drunk."
Certainly, returned Mr. Paoken
ham, also pleasantly nodding. " No
sober man would make snoh a declara
tion as that." Ledger.
The Internationals.
The following a notations were adopt
ed by the Federal Counoil of the Inter
nationals: Whereas our country is mortgaged to
city, State and national bondholders to
the amount of $18,000,000,000, requir
ing in interest $720.000, 000 annually, an
amount whioh it is impossible to pay,
as the whole taxable property of the
country is only $15,000,000,000, and the
regular increase of wealth is less than
three per cent, per annum; and where
as the business of the country is done
on credit only four per cent, in cities
for cash, and only twelve per cent, in
the country for cash (vide Garfield's re
port), thus robbing the business men
and enriohing Wall street and money
lenders and as we need $3,000,000,000
of currency to transact the business of
the country with on a cosh basis ; and
whereas money is but a medium of ex
change, a baggage check to represent
our baggage, and acts only as a measure
of value, which should be issued by the
government only, and based on the
credit of the whole people ; therefore,
Resolved, That the only way to save
the country from the usurer and the
usurer from having his credits repudi
ated, we, the Federal Council of the L
W. A. of N. A. do hereby petition Con
gress to call in its bonds and pay the
same in legal tender notes receivable
lor debts, dues and imports.
Resolved, That we make this appeal
by writing to all the prominent politi
cians and send a copy to all the heads
of the trades unions and grange socie
ties.
A florresoondent of the Garden gives
this description of a pretty table orna
ment : " I was much struck lately with
the wonderfully beautiful etieot pro
duced by simply placing a handful of
heads of wheat in a vase of water. Each
mnin utnt nnt bright green leaflets, and
continued to replenish the fading ones
for; weeks together.
A thin slice of lemon is supposed to
help the flavor of tea.
Items of Interest
Straining sweetness
kissing through
a veil. .
In Paris they take their ood-liver oil
in bread, three hundred loaves being
used daily in the children's hospitals
alone.
The Ashantees have aooepted the
terms proposed to them by Sir Garnet
Wolseley, will pay a round suin.aud the
war ends.
The Mayor of Logdrasport, Indiana,
whipped the editor of a looal sheet for
commenting too freely on his Honor's
peculiarities.
. The Irish potato was originally a
wild root in Chili, and cultivation has
produced our cabbnge out of a once
poisonous plant.
The Titusville Herald says there are
upwards of 1.000,000 gallons of crude
oil in tanks at that point, with abso
lutely no protection against fire. .
An impertinent fellow wants to know
if you ever sat down to tea where
skimmed milk was on the table without
being asked, " Do you take cream?"
A man oan send a telegraph message
from Land's End, in England, to Kirk
well, in Scotland, a distance of seven
hundred miles, at the low cost of one
cent a word.
A pamphlet has been issued in Paris
going to show that the son of Louis
Napoleon, being old enough and wise
enough, ought to be immediately called
to the throne.
Brass ornaments may be cleaned by
washing with roche alum bolted to a
strong ley, in the proportion of an
ounce to a pint. When dry, it must be
rubbed with fine tripoli.
The princess Marie, wife of the duke
of Edinburgh, is ohiof of the regiment
of the fourteenth .Lancers of Jambourg,
and her title is colonel ; but she will
hereafter, as heretofore, issue her or
ders merely to the marines.
The people near Farmersville, Liv
ingston county, Mo., were scared near
ly out of their wits, a few days ago, by
the fall of an immense serolite. It now
lies imbeded in the ground, and is sad
to be about twenty-five feeet in diam
eter. The series of fourteen "extras"
issued by the New York Tribune are
undoubtedly the cheapest and best
popular scientific publication in the
world. The Tribune will send free to !
any applioant a circular giving the
full contents and details of this remark
able " Library for One Dollar."
Never be above your business, ' no
matter what that calling may be, but
strive to bo the best in that line. He
who turns up his nose at his work quar
rels with his bread and butter. He is a
poor smith who quarrels with his owu
sparks ; there is no shame about an
honest calling. Don't be afraid of
soiling your hands ; there is plenty of
soap to be had.
Tom Sankey was hanged in Mont
gomery, Alabama, recently. ins
Advertiser savs: " The Sheriff stepped
upon the soaffold and adjusted the noose
, tnLM. .1 " Tl
arounu nis necK. -vyniie uuiuk u xual
said in a tremulous voice, 'Good-by,
my friends.' The cap was then drawn
over his face, and with his faoe now hid
frem view he sang aloud, " Hang me
high and stretch me wide, and let the
world see how I died I' "
Verv odd exouses are put forward in
courts of justice ; but this, from Cham
bers's Journal, surpasses oil: "A
French Eepublioan, condemned to death
for murdering his wife and child with
out extenuating circumstances, demur
red to the sentence, because capital
punishment had been abolished in
France for political offenses ; and he
had killed his wife and child for no
ether reason but because they were Le
gitimists." The Cuba business affords a mark for
the Parisian wits. The Charivari has
a cartoon in whioh is represented a
Yankee carrying a pTaoard with the le
gend : " American Boots Brother Jon
athan." In front of him stands a Span
iard, one of whose boots seems to be
torturing him. It is marked " Cuba,"
and as he grasps it, screwing his faoe
at the same time into a grotesque look
of agony, Brother Jonathan says : " It
pinches you; shall I draw it off ?"
In the British medical naval report
ust issued, a fatal case of poisoning
by tobacco is mentioned . A boy on the
implacable had frequently been . re
proved for chewing tobacco, and on
several occasions swallowed pieces to
prevent detection. On the night of his
ilrmth he was heard breathing stertori-
ously, and efforts to arouse him being
vain, ne was taxen to uie hub. uay.
His pupils were insensible to the light,
and his pulse beat feebly. He died in
two or three minutes after. Two small
pieces of tobacco were iounu in ma
stomach.
An old Parisian beggar, famous for
his success, thus explains the business
'rules" to which, he says, ne invari
ably adheres: " I never ask alms of one
who has dined, as ' rosbif ' renders a
man selfish, nor of stout men, as it
bores them to stop, nor of any one put
ting on his gloves, nor of a lady alone,
but always of any one manifestly going
to dinner, of people walking together,
as their amour-propre makes them
generous, of officers in grand uniforms,
and of people apparently seeking favor
from the government tuey uuu.
a gift will bring them luck."
Fooled Him,
A gentleman from Montana dined in
Philadelphia recently, and in a letter
to a New York friend described the
event He said : "After all that fine
dinner they brought in some glass
bowls, with water and a piece of lemon
in eaoh. I supposed it was lemonade,
and as we had been drinking many
kinds of wine I was glad of it, for I was
thirsty. But when I went to taste it I
found it so strong that I asked for
sugar. The ladies appeared to me to
be smUing at something, but I
knew what. Afterward I was told they
one v iAJvas
a Ann-a hnwui to rinse
in. But! Johnny, Mboo raalltbe ir
hands after I drank tf l8"n,ade-
call thbt thoughtful, don t you T
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